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30 Meng Po

After a while on the bed, Qiao Rourou was still ashamed to go out. She always felt that she would definitely find a gap to get in when she saw the Ku Ding. It took only a while for a while, but she couldn't even recover. When she met, she was afraid that she couldn't even speak. She secretly had a relative and was discovered like this. What else can she do?

When we were wandering between going out or not, there was a knock on the door.

"Miss, do you need your mother-in-law to help you clean up?"

The voice outside the door was very kind, but the name of Qiao Rourou made Qiao Rourou confused. She remembered that there were only three and a half people here, but she had only seen Ba Ding, Xiao Er Ning Meng, and the woman with stiff movements. What did these three and a half people mean? She didn't think about it carefully before, but now she was a little uncertain whether this was said by Ba Dingzhen or was associated with it herself.

But if it was a woman's voice, Qiao Rourou couldn't help but think of the woman who was moving like a puppet, and she trembled suddenly, hesitating whether to answer.

But the sound outside the door really makes people feel comfortable and warm, just like my mother or grandmother, I feel a sense of family affection for no reason.

"The door...the door should not be locked!"

Taking a deep breath, Qiao Rourou felt that since she was her master, the people around him would always have to contact her. Listening to the sound, maybe she was just physically ill, or it was because of her own imagination.

The door opened, and a woman in a dress with white and blue embellished each other. She was definitely not the same one as she saw that night. This was a real beauty. It can be seen that she was naked and did not apply any makeup at all. Her face was as soft as water, with a faint blush that made people think. Her clothes showed her figure, which was plump and charming.

If Qiao Rourou is in bud, she is the anger in the flower.

"Mother-in-law will help you clean it. The gentleman is still waiting for you in the hall. If it is later, it will not be great. Although you are a young lady, he will definitely love you, but he can't let the gentleman wait, right?"

The woman seemed to be about thirty years old, and she was the age when the woman was fragrant, but she said that she was her mother-in-law. Before Qiao Rourou could marvel at the beauty of this woman, she had already come to the window and opened the curtains. It seemed that just noon outside, a ray of sunshine shone in and shone on her body, which was particularly comfortable.

"Sir said that you will live here in the future, and you don't have to be too restricted. You are his apprentice, and even if he is half a daughter, just think this is home. You can call me Grandma Meng. In the future, I will be responsible for your food, clothing, daily life, and you can call me directly if you have any matters or any needs."

She helped Qiao Rourou, who was still in a daze, lifted the quilt and saw that she was still wearing a hospital gown, frowned slightly.

"Well, my mother-in-law has a few clothes from her youth that should fit you. Later, my mother-in-law will take you to buy some sets of clothes. If girls don't wear them beautifully, they will not be beautiful."

She said as she seemed to be about to help Qiao Rourou change her clothes. Qiao Rourou then came to her senses and waved her hand quickly.

"Ah... no, no, I will do it myself, so I can do it myself if I am not used to it."

Obviously, she had never been served by anyone. Qiao Rourou stood up from the bed in a panic and washed herself in a hurry. Fortunately, she had everything in the bathroom. After she finished tidying herself up, Grandma Meng had already placed several sets of clothes on the tidy bed, as if she was waiting for her to choose.

I picked one casually, but Qiao Rourou found that she couldn't hold up on her upper body, so she could only secretly glance at Grandma Meng's chest.

"Don't look at it, you're still young, you'll always grow up."

"No, no, I think it's great now."

"Don't girls nowadays think they are not old enough?"

"I...I think I'm fine, don't want to be too big, I'm so tired."

"Well, your body still needs some exercise. You have to be a disciple of your husband, but you have to learn a lot and face a lot. You have to be mentally prepared."

When she heard that she had to exercise, Qiao Rourou was messy. According to what she remembered, she just recognized the chef Ding and learned to cook, but she was not sure. She was confused now, and the most important thing was naturally the truth about everything she had experienced.

This question is obviously easy to solve. She can get the answer by just asking Ku Ding. But since Ku Ding asked her to make a choice herself, it means that Ku Ding should not tell her the answer directly. The most important thing is that she dare not face it now. Whether she has multiple personalities or has really experienced those, no matter which answer it is, she is not mentally prepared.

Besides, she felt that it was more likely that she had multiple personalities, so it was better not to think about these things.

Perhaps Grandma Meng helped Qiao Rourou comb her hair and tidy up her clothes. In addition, Grandma Meng was indeed very kind, and the two quickly established a "friendship" between women.

After leaving, Qiao Rourou could already hold Meng Po's hand and chat happily with her. In a certain way, Meng Po's appearance replaced Ye Lingxiao's lack.

Maybe he was still curious, and on the way to eat, Qiao Rourou asked.

"Mother-in-law, you are obviously so young, how can you call me mother-in-law? And you are so beautiful, um...or, I'll call you sister."

"That's my name. My surname is Meng, and my mother-in-law is Ning Meng. I'm used to calling her a child. This is OK, just a name. But since you are his apprentice, you are the young lady in the family, and your identity and rules are indisputable. Therefore, it's no problem to call her sister privately, and you can't call her in front of her husband."

"Master, is that strict?"

"Not that, he actually doesn't like these things, nor does he like being too restrictive. These things were decided by a few of us in private."

"ah?"

"He saved us, including me and Ning Meng. These rules can be regarded as a kind of respect and gratitude for him."

"Isn't this too exaggerated? It seems like the old family with strict family rules in the TV series, it feels strange."

Qiao Rourou followed Grandma Meng on the winding path and returned to the yard she came to that night. The huge and lush tree swayed with the breeze and emitted a burst of fragrance. However, it was a osmanthus tree with a very old age. Many osmanthus flowers were scattered on the ground, and a fragrance could be smelled at any time. The huge canopy covered a lot of sunshine and covered a large area of ​​shade.

And under the tree, there were indeed many stone tablets I saw that night, but not tombstones, but text tablets. Qiao Rourou didn't understand these, but so many text tablets in the yard looked like graves in the middle of the night.

"Master's hobby seems strange."

He muttered secretly, Qiao Rourou did not notice that Meng Po next to her actually had no shadow.

At this moment, Qiao Rourou was worried about how she would face Ku Ding for a while, but she saw Ku Ding walking out of the hall with a chicken leg. This action was obviously a bit different from his previous performance, which was too casual.

"Eat quickly, don't eat too much, and then ask Meng Po to take you to buy some clothes and go to a banquet with me tonight."

banquet?

A flash of Qiao Rourou's mind.
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